Chapter 791: Great Devil Conference (2)

Mephistopheles was speechless.

What kind of baby name was Mephi? How was that suitable for a Great Devil?

Not only did he not get his wish, his name was shortened even further. Given his nature, he should have known not to ask anything of Thanatos. After all, he only liked to sleep and do nothing.

Thanatos rarely involved himself with Gehenna's matters unless it was something big, and Abaddon's death was definitely a big matter.

Mephistopheles could only quietly accept whatever name was given by Thanatos.

However, he wouldn't go down without a fight.

"Then, I'll just call you Thana."

"Do you really want to play that game with me, Meph?" Thanatos asked, staring at Mephistopheles directly.

At the same time, Mephistopheles stared into Thanatos's pair of dark, empty eye sockets that seemed like a deep abyss with endless death swirling at its bottom.

It was as if the unfathomable power of death would rush out at a moment's notice.